Chapter two

"I am Dominick Torino, CEO of Torino Group. I've heard some embarrassing things about you, Oliver. Why don't you come to work for my company as a security guard? With that look on your face, you'll definitely keep people in check," Dominick said with a snicker.

"Take the job, Oliver, so you won't be wandering the streets after the divorce. You already know I've made up my mind to dump you," Cara said to Oliver unapologetically.

Oliver frowned at them.

"I'll never work for such a small company!" Oliver snapped, and his response made everyone present erupt in a fit of laughter.

"Ignorant fool. My company is just about to receive a huge investment from Black Oil Incorporated. You don't know what you've missed," Dominick replied to Oliver.

Oliver's anger suddenly swirled into surprise. His eyes dazzled with curiosity when he heard the name.

"Black Oil Incorporated has expanded into the country?" He asked Dominick who glared at him with curiosity in his eyes.

"How does someone like you know about them?" Dominick asked Oliver, arching a brow.

"Oh, Dom, it's a waste of time to discuss this with Oliver. He knows nothing!" Cara cut in and sighed, shifting Dominick's attention from the question at hand.

"Dominick, why don't you join us for breakfast? You know we've discussed briefly about marriage with my daughter Cara. Perhaps we should continue our discussions," Oliver's father-in-law proposed to Dominick who nodded at the suggestion.

Oliver thought for a moment. They wanted to repay him evil with good. If they were done with him, they had to return all that he had given to them!

"I demand a condition for the divorce!" Oliver said out loud while the others tried to leave for the dining room.

They stopped and turned to him.

"Refund my ten million dollars!" Oliver added, and suddenly, Cara laughed. 

"Oh, Oliver. Why don't you face reality here? We have decided to kick you out without a penny and there is nothing you can do about it! It's over, Oliver! Deal with it!!" Cara yelled at him.

"There will be consequences if you hold my money!" Oliver responded to her, but the reply he got was an eruption of laughter.

The others mumbled inaudible words of mockery as they left for the dining room.

"Reconsider my offer, Oliver. There's still time," Dominick said out loud as their footsteps receded.

From where he stood, Oliver could hear Cara's giggles. That made him even more furious.

He went inside his room, took out his phone, and dialed a number. The phone rang for a moment before the receiver picked up.

"Hello?" A man said from the other side.

"This is Oliver Blaze. Am I speaking with Jack, the head of Black Oil Incorporated's overseas branch?" Oliver asked.

"Mr Blaze! Yes, I am him. How may I be of assistance today?" Jack suddenly replied as soon as he heard Oliver's name.

His wife's family had forced his hand and now, he would deal with them.

What they didn't know, was that Oliver was the owner of Blaze Financials, the biggest finance company in the country! 

Oliver inherited the company when he was just a child.

Only the World Bank could store Oliver's wealth, and not even Oliver knew how rich he was. He had to disguise himself so that he would find true love; a woman who would love him not because of money.

He even changed his surname from Blaze to Dean, in a bid to avoid detection.

Oliver thought he found love in Cara, but Oliver realized he had made a mistake. He had to correct it.

"I wish to confirm if Black Oil Incorporated now has a branch in St Mary's City," Oliver said.

"Yes, Mr Blaze. We just recently expanded," Jack replied. Oliver nodded his head in realization.

"Tell the domestic branch that I'll be visiting soon, and if the offer to sell Black Oil Incorporated is still on, I'll be purchasing your company. I shall grant you temporary access to my Black Account. Take what you need, " Oliver added.

"Very well, sir. Thank you for this generosity, sir!" Jack replied and Oliver hung up. He gave the access to his account and walked out of the room with resolve in his heart.

Seconds later, a ping rang from Oliver's phone. He had received a notification. Black Oil Incorporated was now his!

As he read the contents of the text, he walked briskly past the dining room where his wife's family was having breakfast.

"Accept the fucking job, Oliver. It's a privilege for someone like you!" His father-in-law yelled at him.

Oliver's anger surged. They didn't know what was coming to them.